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4/01/2013

Hey everyone! HUGE THANKS to the awesome Scorching Book Reviews for holding this awesome LGBT hop! You can win GREAT prizes, here and elsewhere just by commenting!

What can you win from my blog? An ebook OR signed paperback copy of the LGBT book I'm featuring, UNWRAPPED, winner's choice!

UNWRAPPED, a M/M/F menage novel, came in second in last year's Scorching Hot Reviews sex scene contest, by the way...and I'm going to share a snippet of a smokin' scene below!

UNWRAPPED blurb:Caitlyn Sachs has a great life. A family she loves, check.
An incredible design job working with her best friends, Tristan and Matt,
check. An amazing home she shares with the guys, double check. But her upcoming
twenty-fifth birthday and the desire to shed the burden of her virginity have
spurred her to consider something shocking. All she wants is one uncomplicated
night with one of her best friends, no strings attached. But how can she
choose?

Except there’s another problem. Tristan and Matt are already involved
sexually with each other, much to Cait’s shock. And both men have long harbored
feelings for Cait that go way beyond friendship. When they whisk her away for
her birthday to a cabin in the mountains, she discovers the extent of their
lust—and her own. The gift they give her is one she'll never forget.

But when the weekend's over, will she retreat to the safety of the status
quo, if they'll even let her, or will she finally embrace what she's secretly
craved for so long?

“I’m only asking because it’s you. Normally I’d say to hell with it and
take my shot,” Matt said, his voice guttural. “I want in those pants of yours,
and I’m going to get there. But only if you say yes first.”

To his surprise, Cait gave him a small smile and rubbed her palm over her
wool-clad thigh. “I’m wearing a dress.”

“Is that a yes?”

She paused just long enough to make him want to drop to his knees and say a
loud, fervent prayer. “No.” He still hadn’t recovered from her answer when her
smile widened. “That’s a hell yes, please.”

He soon found himself on his knees anyway, close enough to her heat to
breathe her in. He translated the confusion on her face as he rolled up her
dress, revealing her pale legs. No stockings or garters. Just pure, untouched
flesh.

Really untouched.

His mouth went dry, and he glanced up to seek her permission again. This
wasn’t some random girl he’d hooked up with in a bar. It also wasn’t Tristan,
who not only took what he dished out but served it right back up to him. This
was the girl he’d loved so long, platonically and then otherwise, that he
hardly remembered the years before she’d come into his life. It felt like she’d
always been there. Always would be.

Trying to get himself back in line, he kissed the inside of her knee. She
touched his hair, reaching down to loosen his ponytail like he’d done with
hers. She brushed her fingers over the back of his neck, saying more with that
one gesture than she could have with a thousand words.

I want you. I trust you. I love you.

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